Sebastopol says, "Your clothes are getting damp."
Carolyne says, "It's spidersilk. It wicks."
Sebastopol blinks slowly.
Sebastopol opens and closes his mouth a few times.
Carolyne says, "Yes?"
Carolyne is looking damp in the hair, mind.
Sebastopol says, "You have clothes made out of spiderwebs?"
Carolyne grins. "Essentially, yes."
Sebastopol continues
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